The door of the morgue was the size of two mobile stretcher beds, and Gu Jun walked in casually, and a cold breath suddenly hit his face.

Gu Jun looked around, this was the first time he had set foot in this place, it was not spacious, the ceiling was dimly lit, there was a large stainless steel corpse refrigerator on the left and right, there were ten mortuary cabinets on each side, the doors of the cabinets were all closed, I don't know if there were any corpses inside.

There were some utility cabinets in front of you, as well as a few mobile stretcher beds and a few blue medical screens, and nothing else.

Although the morgue is an eerie and terrifying place in various horror movies and television, it is actually so small that it is not unusual.

It's just that from the moment Gu Jun walked in the door, his heart was sinking, and he took a step closer to the refrigerator on the left, and the depression was even worse, mixed with a hint of restlessness...... Alarm flashed in his heart, "Can I withstand the illusion of the unknown if I take the initiative to trigger an unknown illusion like this?" ”

You must know that after every hallucination, the nerves in his brain have pain, and the whole person feels like he is mentally exhausted......

Gu Jun cautiously stopped, opened the system panel to check the status of the host, and his heart rate and blood pressure were rising, which showed that the triggered illusion did have an impact on the body. "The heart rate is 100/beat, and it is still on the edge of the normal range, and it is not in danger yet." He kept an eye on the indicator as he continued to walk forward.

One step, heart rate 115/beat

Two steps, heart rate 130/beat

Three steps, heart rate 145/beat

Gu Jun took a deep breath, and in a few steps, his heart suddenly became too fast, as if he was in a violent exercise, and this number was already approaching danger. His heart was pounding, and he was constantly seeing a sense of déjà vu in front of him, as if he had been here, and this was not the first time this had happened......

Three and a half steps, heart rate 150/beat

The morgue was in front of him, and the sense of déjà vu had not yet turned into an illusion, but Gu Jun had a definite feeling that he knew what to do.

"According to the previous increase in heart rate, the illusion should be around 160-180 times per time when triggered, which is a bit dangerous. It might be like paroxysmal supraventricular tachycardia, but I don't have a heart problem, and I should be able to hold up with an occasional overclock, even if it lasts for a few hours. ”

Gu Jun slowly raised his right hand, and pressed his palm to the stainless steel surface of the morgue, and the skin of his palm suddenly felt a coldness, and this coldness immediately poured in, surging through the superficial fascia and deep fascia...... Straight to the hand bones!

His heart rate was 185 per beat, his heart was pounding out of his chest, he felt an abnormal cramp, he felt that it was difficult to breathe, the scene in front of him became blurry and changed, everything seemed to be far away, everything seemed to be coming again.

His reasoning was correct, as long as all three conditions were met, the relevant illusion would be triggered.

The chaotic light and shadow gradually stabilized and became clearer......

Gu Jun saw a majestic church, standing in the middle of a city in the middle of nowhere. The church was not any of the architectural styles he was familiar with, it was carved out of huge rocks, every column and glass window was so elaborate, the minarets reached into the sky, and flocks of black birds flew by.

How could it be a church? This was unexpected to him, and such a spectacular and sprawling church.

He also thought the three-page diary would take him to a hospital, a morgue, or something similar to that......

"Why? What's the connection? ”

Enduring the sharp pain in his head and heart, Gu Jun's consciousness gradually approached the church, and in a hazy way, he walked through the high steps, through those exquisite statues, and through the majestic main entrance, he arrived at the inside of the church, and suddenly saw a scene that made him creepy.

Beneath the towering vaults, there were hundreds or thousands of figures in the vast church, all of whom knelt on the ground towards the shrine in front of the church.

He saw ...... Some of them had twisted limbs, some had no heads, and some were skeletons......

Whether they had their heads or not, they were deeply pressed against the ground, motionless, and their faces could not be seen at all, but there was a sense of piety, grotesqueness, and madness.

"This is not a morgue, but this is ......" Gu Jun suddenly understood, "the return of the dead." ”

He suddenly remembered the words of the withered man in Laisheng's company, "Death? No, you don't understand. The man chewed on the playful tone of the word "death" as if for the concept...... There are different understandings.

He thought of the alien banyan tree again, the dozen or so faces on the tree, they really ...... Dead?

“…… Hmm! Gu Jun's heart twitched violently again, he could no longer withstand the impact of these illusions, his palm was withdrawn from the morgue surface, and the illusion instantly dissipated like smoke. He trembled, wheezing, trying to turn around but fell forward unsteadily, his palm pressed against the counter again, but this time there was no cold feeling, and no illusion appeared.

The three pages of the journal seemed to have lost its luster as well, and it seemed that each object directly connected could trigger an illusion an infinite number of times.

These three pages of the diary are not available for the time being.

"Next time, you must prepare a quick-acting heart pill to trigger the ...... again" Gu Jun covered his heart, and stood next to the morgue for a while, before his heart rate slowly dropped, he was already exhausted, but he still couldn't let go of the illusion just now.

"Where is that? What are those people worshipping? What kind of church is that? ”

Gu Jun thought for a while, but he didn't have a clue, after all, this was the morgue, and when he took a breath, he turned around and walked outside.

"Could it be that behind the Lyson Company and the Ficus Disease, it has something to do with the church?" Gu Jun was still thinking as he walked, "If there is a church, there is a sect and a god...... a thought rose in his heart, "Laisheng Company...... Is it a secret society, and parents are all members? ”

The more he thought about it, the more he felt a chill in his body, secret societies usually value family inheritance from generation to generation.

Did I "belong" to be a member of Lay before I was born?

"Doctor, huh? Are you a doctor? At this time, the security guard at the door asked loudly, interrupting Gu Jun's thoughts, "What are you doing here?" ”

"Went to the wrong place." Gu Jun didn't say much, then quickened his pace and left, all the way out of the underground parking lot, and came to the outside of the complex.

He looked at the dark night sky, only the silence of the black oppression, and the stars did not know where they had gone. The church vision had become a lingering nightmare, and he looked at the night sky, but it seemed as if he saw himself kneeling under the vault, and his parents, and others......

Gu Jun exhaled a long breath, didn't think about it first, took out his mobile phone and looked at it, it was almost eight o'clock in the evening, and there was finally some new news on the WeChat group, Professor Gu, Wang Ruoxiang, and Cai Zixuan all @ him, and sent out the address of the dinner.

"Roger, I'll do it." Gu Jun pressed his phone to send a message to WeChat.

He walked a little way to the side of the street in the main entrance square of the hospital, waved a taxi, got into the car and went to the restaurant where the dinner was held.